STYLE LYFE LYRICS – YEAT

Read the complete STYLE LYFE Lyrics by Yeat along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Yeat's music, you can also explore FATË and LYFE PARTY, two other songs by Yeat.

[Chorus]
Yes, I'm flytroop, uh and I'm high too
I'm on X too, uh
Need my spacesuit and you mad, oops
We step on ya, boots, we kill ya, uh, oops (Hah)
I'm geeked up for life, I style all my life
I style all my life, I'll style on ya life too
And I'm high all night, she love me, she bite
I said I'm on heights, I'm living like kites do
Yeah, got this coke, by the pole, I'm on X game
I just show 'em who the fu*k make hits, I'm on headbangs
Good head, head it down, leave you man down
Where he at? I need that now
We always run it up, huh, greyhound (Woo)
We broke about these kennels, yeah, dog pound
I like it, when I'm on this private jet, oh, I like it
When you tell me what I said, oh, I like it
When I leave yo' ass on read, oh, I like it
Trust me, it's better than what I said (Oh, I like it)
Give no fu*ks, big money, I got big balls (Phew, woo-woo)
I got so much money, I can't fall
I be talking s*it, you don't talk no s*it at all (Shh)
We should call you piss, 'cause you get pissed on (Huh)

[Verse]
(Phew)
Yeah, got these Rolls-Royce (I don't give a fu*k)
Got these Rolls-Royce truck
All black windows on that b!tch, so you can't see in
And I'm high, fu*k (We don't give a fu*k)
Sorry, I don't know who you are (We don't give a fu*k)

[Chorus]
Yes, I'm flytroop, uh and I'm high too
I'm on X too, uh
Need my spacesuit and you mad, oops
We step on ya, boots, we kill ya, uh, oops (Hah)
I'm geeked up for life, I style all my life
I style all my life, I'll style on ya life too
And I'm high all night, she love me, she bite
I said I'm on heights, I'm living like kites do
Yeah, got this coke, by the pole, I'm on X game
I just show 'em who the fu*k make hits, I'm on headbangs
Good head, head it down, leave you man down
Where he at? I need that now
We always run it up, huh, greyhound (Woo)
We broke about these kennels, yeah, dogpound
I like it, when I'm on this private jet, oh, I like it
When you tell me what I said, oh, I like it
When I leave yo' ass on read, oh, I like it
Trust me, it's better than what I said (Oh, I like it)
Give no fu*ks, big money, I got big balls (Phew, woo-woo)
I got so much money, I can't fall
I be talking s*it, you don't talk no s*it at all (Shh)
We should call you piss, 'cause you get pissed on (Huh)

[Outro]
(Phew)
Yeah, got these Rolls-Royce (I don't give a fu*k)
Got these Rolls-Royce truck
Windows all black on that b!tch, so you can't see in
And I'm high, fu*k (We don't give a fu*k)
Sorry, I don't know who you are (We don't give a fu*k)